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I got fired on Good Friday
Guess me and the Big Man
Are one in the same
We did what we did
And we said what we say
But others out there played a different game
You try your best, to avoid your worst
You try your happy, when you're feelin sad
You've got your head
And you've got your shirt
Maybe things really ain't that bad
Oh what a time to be livin'
Oh what a time to be alive
We're all hoping to be forgivin'
This Holy Weekend is one to survive
The next day blurred by as if it never happened
Saturday is one to forget
Stuck in a time that some call old fashioned
I'll take two with a cigarette
The church lay empty for an unholy ghost
Spread like fire right through the air
Out there searching for a humanly host
While some still saying that they don't care
Oh what a time to be livin'
Oh what a time to be alive
We're all hoping to be forgivin'
This Holy Weekend is one to survive
I cried on Sunday for a man I'd never met
Strange thing to do on Easter day
He's gone to be with the One I ain't met yet
With some lost ones I've loved on the way
The whole world shook
But the Earth it didn't shatter
Returning back to it's better days
The people yelled as if it ever mattered
It's not their plan they're living anyway
Oh what a time to be livin'
Oh what a time to be alive
We're all hoping to be forgivin'
This Holy Weekend is one to survive
Oh what a time to be livin'
Oh what a time to be alive
We're all hoping to be forgivin'
This Holy Weekend is one to survive
Guess me and the Big Man
Are one in the same
We did what we did
And we said what we say
But others out there played a different game
You try your best, to avoid your worst
You try your happy, when you're feelin sad
You've got your head
And you've got your shirt
Maybe things really ain't that bad
Oh what a time to be livin'
Oh what a time to be alive
We're all hoping to be forgivin'
This Holy Weekend is one to survive
The next day blurred by as if it never happened
Saturday is one to forget
Stuck in a time that some call old fashioned
I'll take two with a cigarette
The church lay empty for an unholy ghost
Spread like fire right through the air
Out there searching for a humanly host
While some still saying that they don't care
Oh what a time to be livin'
Oh what a time to be alive
We're all hoping to be forgivin'
This Holy Weekend is one to survive
I cried on Sunday for a man I'd never met
Strange thing to do on Easter day
He's gone to be with the One I ain't met yet
With some lost ones I've loved on the way
The whole world shook
But the Earth it didn't shatter
Returning back to it's better days
The people yelled as if it ever mattered
It's not their plan they're living anyway
Oh what a time to be livin'
Oh what a time to be alive
We're all hoping to be forgivin'
This Holy Weekend is one to survive
Oh what a time to be livin'
Oh what a time to be alive
We're all hoping to be forgivin'
This Holy Weekend is one to survive
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Writer(s): Matthew Hale
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